Hi y’all!!! My name is opossum king! Some of my favorite characters are Tachihara, Chuuya, Poe, Ranpo, Q, and Kenji!! I’ll write for any characters and feel free to ask for some of the imagines you want!
Some of my rules are:
1. My rules are subject to change if I feel uncomfortable with an ask.
2. I will not write NSFW or S/O stuff for minors. I am an adult and do not feel comfortable with it.
3. I will try to respond to asks as soon as I can, but sometimes it takes a second to get inspired. I’m sorry ahead of time.
Hi y’all! I’m sorry I haven’t posted in awhile. It’s been a wild ride these past couple of weeks, but here’s a new fic for everyone! It’s not in my usual style, but I thought of it sometime back and thought it might be fun to post! So I hope this goes well!
Spoilers: Manga spoilers for around chapter 70, none of this is in the anime yet, some spoilers for Kunikida’s background
TW: None
I based this fic during the time that I believe the three newest ADA members to join the agency were Kunikida, Katai, and Dazai. It is also based only a couple of years after Yosano joined the agency, so her past is still a bit fresh.
Yosano stared at her mug that lay shattered on the ground, the coffee it once held pooling around the pieces. It almost moved as if it were never a liquid at all. She had put so much sugar in it that it had become sticky and slow, but some of it had carried with the ceramic bits as they went skittering across the floor, leaving a distinctive splatter pattern. It almost reminded her of–
“Yosano, are you okay?”
She snapped her head a little too fast toward the voice. She must have been glaring at her broken mug too long because her sudden movement made Katai jump. He looked so taken aback from such a quick change in her demeanor. Am I really so terrifying to him?
“Yeah, I’m fine. I just didn’t sleep well last night.” Her voice came out sternly, it was a bit much even for her liking, but it was hard not to sound upset when she got that way though, loosing sleep, tense all the time…
Katai glanced nervously between her and the shards still on the ground. “You know, if you ever need to talk about it, we’re here for you.”
She looked around the room. Dazai, Kunikida, and Katai were the only ones there since the Director and Ranpo had gone out on a case, which left the three of them giving her their full attention. She didn’t want them though, they could never understand everything. She wanted her family.
“I said I’m fine Katai. You can go back to work, and I’ll clean up the mess.” She knelt down and started collecting the pieces. Katai looked back at Kunikida as she did this. Surely, he wouldn’t leave her in such a state, but he was surprised to find Kunikida still at his desk, waving with his hand, encouraging him to help.
“Hey, Yosano. Maybe we could ju–”
“I SAID I’M FINE.” Katai backed away at the change in tone. Yosano had never yelled at him. She looked up as he moved away. They will always be afraid.
Yosano looked to the ground as she stood up, the heat rising to her face.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to shout at you Katai.”
Dazai hopped out of his seat, and headed to the door, drawing Kunikida’s attention away from the mess on the floor.
“And where do you think you’re going in the middle of work?” Dazai turned at Kunikida’s words and gave a smirk.
“Oh, you know, out to make sure I don’t get some treatment from our favorite doctor here.”
That was the breaking point. Yosano rushed past Dazai and out of the room, Kunikida’s bellowing voice following after her. She couldn’t hear what the exact words were. He’s probably asking me to wait up, but there’s no point if I’m not wanted here.
Yosano made it the street outside the Agency before a hand grabbed her shoulder and spun her around.
“I said to hold up!” Of course it was Kunikida, why wouldn’t it be? She felt the tears well-up in her eyes, and it felt as if a hand had closed around her throat, making it hard to breathe. I can’t believe I’m about to cry. Here? Now? How much more embarrassing could this get?
Kunikida softened his gaze once he realized. “Hey, why don’t we talk about it?”
“I don’t want to talk about it. There’s no point! You should leave too before I hurt you as well. I’m just the Angel of Death after all.”
“What does that mean?”
“Nothing. Dazai was right about me. He just joined the agency a week ago, and he already knows how terrible my power is, the way it torments others. I just cause you guys to suffer.”
“Yosano, tell me what’s going on.”
“NO! I don’t have to tell you anything! Why can’t you just leave things alone that aren’t your business for once?!”
Kunikida gave her a stern glare. “You can’t be acting so childishly.”
“I don’t care how you think I should be acting. I just don’t want to hurt people anymore.” Her voice cracked in the last words, and she slumped down onto the curb of the road, burring her face in her arms. Kunikida sat next to her.
“Seriously, you have to open up about this. The Director left me in charge while Ranpo and him are gone, and I want to make sure all the Agency members are okay until they return.” Yosano glanced at him from the side of her eye before turning to face him completely.
“People always end up hating me for bringing them back. Maybe not the first or second time, hell, not even the tenth time, but they always say the same things. They always hope for the day that I’ll stop treating them.”
Kunikida listened quietly as she spoke. He really did seem less like a supervisor and more like an attentive friend in the moment.
“Yosano, do you know about the mission I went on a couple of weeks ago?”
“No, the Director kept it under wraps for you.”
“There was a casualty… I wasn’t able to save someone despite the ideals I hold myself to.”
“I’m sorry to hear that, but what does this have to do with me?”
“I’m just saying that we can’t do everything on our own. I can’t save everyone, and you can’t heal everything. We just have to do the best we can for the people around us.”
Yosano stared at Kunikida for a moment. This wasn’t the naïve man holding onto his ideals that she had worked with for a year. This was a person barely holding it together too. She didn’t have long to think about it though before he shifted, standing up and going back to his usual disposition in an instant.
“Come back tomorrow when you feel better. I’ll tell the other two that you took the rest of the night off.”
Yosano watched as he walked back into the Agency. She wiped away her tears and glanced one last time at the agency before heading home. Maybe I’m not so alone in this after all.
A/N: Hey guys, this is a little different from my usual stuff. I’ve kinda been going back and forth on stuff to write, and I PROMISE I have some new stuff coming!! I’ve just been sort of going through it lately and this fic was really cathartic for me.
This is my first attempt at an actual fic of sorts. It’s short and hopefully it’s decent! It’s not reader insert, it’s just my take on Akutagawa and Atsushi
Akutagawa’s head snapped away from the blurred smattering of scenery outside the passenger window he’d been focusing on. Christ… of course Atsushi would ask some stupid crap like that. How typical, and to even time it while Akutagawa was deliberately avoiding him.
“Not at all. I hate you, weretiger. No secret there.” Atsushi stared at him, probably assuming there’d be a follow up, but there was nothing more to be said. Akutagawa turned his attention back to the window; he knew Atsushi was thinking, fumbling with something in his mind to keep this conversation going, and Akutagawa did not want to invite this line of questioning.
Just coming to say that I have NOT abandoned this blog, and I intend to post more very soon. I have been super busy with my day job/balancing time with my friends that are back in town for spring break, so please forgive my absence!
That doesn’t mean I haven’t been writing at all though, as I have been working on something that’s taking a while, and will continue to take a while… but I have some requests that I really wanna do in the meantime.
I’m also, like, two followers away from 300 followers, which I cannot believe!!! Seriously so insane, literally have never achieved this much success in all of my 19 years on this planet haha, good thing it’s for a Bungo Stray Dogs Tumblr blog 👀
So if you would like to see me do something for 300 followers, let me know! I am tragically uninspired when it comes to these follower landmarks and how to celebrate them, so let me know if you have any ideas, and feel free to send in some questions or asks if you want.
Getting asks is like my favorite thing, even though I don’t answer them all, a lot of them indirectly inspire me to write other things. Never be afraid of stressing me out or anything, lol, I have bigger problems than other fans of my favorite show dropping by to ask for me to write something, haha.
But that’s all for now, I’m going to now take yet another nap, and my excuse for this one is that it’s going to snow soon where I live. Thank you for supporting me and sticking around, I love writing and this blog has been such a ray of sunshine in my otherwise stressful life. I would encourage everyone thinking about maybe starting to write to just do it; I had never done this before until this blog, and it has been so rewarding and fun, and it’s a creative hobby that costs nothing!
Again, thank you thank you thank you, my friends, I will be back soon 💝
-Syd
CONGRATS ON 300 FOLLOWERS SYD!!!!!! YOU WORKED SO HARD TO GET HERE!!!!!
I did the same thing with Ango and Oda about a week ago, and I just got a request to do Poe and Tecchou this morning. Yes, I do answer requests, lol, I promise. And this one seemed really cute, so I wanted to give it a try!
****Tecchou is a mango only character thus far, so his will contain spoilers for the manga. And please go easy on me if you think he’s out of character, I have never written for him before!
Poe–
+ Poe would really hate it if you did this in public. If the two of you were at a restaurant together, he would find it hard to order while you were staring him down the whole time with a dreamy look in your eyes
+ He’d hide himself behind the menu, and when the server would try to take it once the two of you had ordered, he would feel naked without it; with nothing to guard him from your gaze
+However, this doesn’t mean he wouldn’t appreciate this kind of attention at all; in fact, he does the same thing to you sometimes. Just make sure its when the two of you are alone together
+ He will still get blushy and seem uncomfortable; he doesn’t much like feeling like an exhibit at the zoo. If you want to sweep him off his feet, talk him through why you think he’s so handsome, and why you’re so smitten with him
+ Always one to appreciate the power of words, Poe would prefer this more than if you were to just gawk at him with no explanation. But no guarantee that he would believe you when you tell him how good he looks
+ But when he’s in the mood, he does the same for you. He always admires you, but when you create an opportunity for him to shar his feelings, get ready for some compliments bordering on poetry; he’ll say stuff that make you even more grateful that he has the intelligence and personality to back up his good looks
Tecchou–
+ It would take a lot of staring to get Tecchou to notice anything out of the ordinary. It will honestly seem like he’s ignoring you, but really he’s just focused on other things
+ You can compliment him, stare at him, play with his hair, whisper to him all you want; he won’t ever push you away or get embarrassed. But he also won’t return the favor
+ He’s a highly trained and dangerous weapon; He takes his position in the hunting dogs very seriously, and while he doesn’t push you away or ask you to stop, just know that he won’t ever gush over you in the same way you gush over him
+ Rest assured that Jouno will be very confused at how he managed to get an S/O like you; Tecchou will just matter-of-factly recount the events that led to the two of you getting together, all while Jouno tries to interrupt or cut him off, especially at the more adult topics
+ “And then the both of us were naked–”
“Ok!! I get it!!”
+ At the end of the day, Tecchou will be the one embarrassing you. Even though he doesn’t ever show his affection in more traditional ways, it’s these moments that show that he really does care about you. The only times Tecchou is speechless is when he doesn’t have anything to say; your love for him will never catch him off guard or throw him off
~As long as you’ve been with Ranpo, you’ve only really seen him and Yosano disagree on one thing: the amount of snacks he eats.
~Yosano really means the best when she brings it up, but Ranpo can’t help feeling like the lectures are suffocating.
~On days where he’s craving extra sweets, he invites you out to a picnic. He loves having you there with him while you both eat treats like there’s no tomorrow (it’s even more fun for him since your sweet tooth is so comparable to his).
~He calls you while you’re on your day off and asks if you’d like to go for a walk. You agree, like most times, and step outside to find him already waiting for you.
~He hurries to meet you halfway and greets you with a smile,
~You ask, “So where are we going today?”
~He grins even more and pretends to think for a second. You both know where. It’s become a part of your routine, to the point that you both consider it a special place.
~”How about you let me lead the way, and we’ll see where we end up?”
~You smile and take his hand. As usual, it’s dry and scratchy. He’s constantly forgetting to use lotion, and the police make him use hand sanitizer at crime scenes.
~You’ve come to find a sort of comfort in this. It still means that you two are together and able to do such meaningful gestures to show you care.
~You both roam the city for a little bit, hand-in-hand. Occasionally, one of you will have to pull away to exchange money for the treats you’re collecting, but somehow you both find your way back to the other without even speaking.
~After several stops to the usual vending carts and booths, it’s decided that there are enough snacks to continue on to the nearby park.
~You two find a spot to sit on the ground. In this park, it’s soft to the touch because it seems enough flowers have invaded the area that they outnumber the grass itself.
~You two start eating your hoard of sweets, starting with ice pops that would melt in the spring sun.
~While hanging out, you two spend alternating amounts of time joking around and sitting in the quiet of the day, enjoying the warmth together.
~You both love having things to share with each other, but you’ve also grown so comfortable together that saying absolutely nothing is just as wonderful.
~After awhile, the sun begins setting, and you feel a slight need to do something.
~You pick a few of the flowers surrounding you and start weaving them into an intricate crown. It’s a small trick you learned quite some time ago, but you enjoy knowing the skill.
~Once you finish, Ranpo asks to see it. You didn’t realize he had been watching.
~You hand it over to him, and he takes a few seconds analyzing it, trying to figure out how it worked.
~You watch as he does this. “Would you like to keep it?”
~He nods, but looks around where to place it for safe-keeping.
~You slide the crown out of his hands and put it over his hat. “There, now you can’t lose it.”
~You two grin for a moment, but it’s short-lived. The sun finishes going down, and it begins to get cold as the night settles in.
~Ranpo walks you home, being as much as a gentleman as the first night you two went to the part.
~He refuses to take the crown off the entire time you two are walking, and even as he leaves your apartment, he’s still wearing, albeit lopsided, on top of his hat.
~The next day, he takes it to work with him to show to coworkers. He’s so happy to have you in his life, he takes any chance to brag about your relationship.
~The others think it’s cute, but no one ever brings it up to you. Any time you visit the office, they just greet you with appreciation. Anything for the person who makes their favorite detective so happy.
moslty out of curiosity but i was just wondering how you felt about writing fluffy crack (idk how else to describe it) and what your fav kind of writing is <3 (its all amazing btw)
Hi there anon!! I haven’t tried writing fluffy crack yet! I’m actually really new to writing (this is my first blog and I literally started writing for the first time ever only a month or so ago)!! I’d love to take asks for different types of writing since I still need to find my favorite style (as long as it follows my basic rules pinned to the top of my blog). I do get the feeling though that I lean more towards writing fluff and soulmate-based concepts!!!
Thanks for asking my liege!!! You and everyone else are so encouraging and sweet!!!!
Characters Mentioned: Chuuya, Dazai, Atsushi, and Yosano
Chuuya:
~Chuuya was a choir kid and to this day has the voice of an angel. He was disliked by other choir kids for getting all the male-solo parts during competitions, including All State. (He’s a tenor in case you were wondering.)
~He was often treated as the token ginger in his friend group. People would try to touch his hair all the time, and he hated it enough that he tried changing his hair to black at one point. It didn’t work because red hair is infamously hard to dye or bleach. But oh boy! It was a treat to see.
~Chuuya was actually a model student his first two years of high school. He thought not causing trouble would be a nice change for once, but he turned back to mischief his third year. He didn’t like trying to live up to the expectations of his friends AND teachers.
~Even though he tried to act tough a lot of the time, Chuuya was a huge nerd about fashion. Once you got him started about the latest in hats or shoes, you might as well have him glued to your side for the next hour, passionately explaining his ideas.
Dazai:
~Any time a school dance came around, Dazai could always be found asking all the girls who would listen to go to the dance with him. He wanted to find his belladonna in his younger years. What could be more wonderful to him than a high school sweetheart?
~He somehow made it onto the student council without putting any effort into work or campaigning, but it was a minor position, so everyone just assumed he got there by being appointed. The truth is that no one else would run for the position, allowing him to win by default.
~He received detention for a week after pulling his senior prank. Letting rats loose in the school didn’t end up as funny as he expected it to be.
~Dazai’s favorite class was art. He said it was because of how easily a student could pass, but he secretly loved it because he could sit behind the teacher’s desk to draw stills in charcoal.
Atsushi:
~Atsushi was a nervous wreck in high school too. One time he was just trying to ask a girl for a pencil to take notes with, but he got so caught-up in his own thoughts that he somehow ended up asking her to prom instead. It was a sight to give anyone second-hand embarrassment.
~He somehow always got tangled-up in other people’s pranks. Oda’s, Tachihara’s, Poe’s, you name it! He was probably involved!
~He really wanted to try and get into soccer because it seemed fun to him, but he was rejected after his physical showed that he had asthma. He grew out of it a few years later and still insists that an ADA sports team might be fun.
~He had a very unfortunate phase where the only hair style that he wore was a bowl-cut.
Yosano:
~President of the GSA club, and, yes, she had a feeling for a long time that Tanizaki wasn’t straight. That’s why she got him into GSA meetings in the first place!
~Yosano was an AP student, but she actually never did a second of homework. Instead, she scraped by with her fantastic essay writing and test scores. She had more important things to worry about as a teenager.
~Even with amazing popularity at school, she spent a lot of her time outside of classes hanging out with her family. She was always there to support Ranpo and often arranged family nights to play video games so he and the president could spend quality time together.
~When she wasn’t spending time with family, you could reliably find her playing D&D in the local park with some of her friends. She felt like they should have their games in the open, where kids who were a bit shy to ask at school could join them.
A random idea for all you Akutagawa Ryunosuke fans out there!! This has a bit of spoilers about who Akutagawa’s family is and their involvement in his life/background, so just a head’s up!!
Content type: Fluff, x Reader
~After a few months of dating, Akutagawa nervously approaches you. Asking if he can talk with you after work.
~It isn’t like him to talk to you at work. He firmly believes in the idea that business and private affairs should remain separate.
~You wonder what could have gotten him so worked-up that he felt the need to talk about it now, but you only get to reply a quick “sure” before he walks back down the hall.
~He always has been a bit short with words, so you don’t mind the quickness of his leaving. It does, however, leave you a little curious about the nature of your upcoming conversation.
~The rest of the day you think about what this all could be about. Your mind races with ideas. Everything from him giving you a box of flowers to him possibly breaking up with you crosses your mind.
~Finally, the day ends, and you take your leave to wait for him outside the base on the bench you two always meet at. He usually leaves a little later than everyone else since he holds such a high rank.
~He comes out of the building a few minutes later and takes a slight glance around before sitting with you, letting his guard down a little.
~”So what did you want to talk about? You almost never go to the armory to see me.”
~He glances at you with the same hesitation as before. Whatever this is must be really important to have him seeming so concerned.
~”I was hoping to discuss the nature of our relation ship together. We’ve been dating for a few months now, right?”
~You nod in response. The tone of his voice gives nothing away about what he’s implying but–
~”Then it’s probably about time for you to meet my family.”
~You sit in shock for a second. This isn’t a break-up? ”You want me to meet your family? I didn’t know you had a family.” You had assumed he was an orphan like most other people in the Mafia.
~”Well…I do have a sister, and we’ve been dating long enough that a customary introduction seems in store.”
~You smile at him. It being his first relationship, he must have looked into how long to wait for introducing a partner to family.
~”You know the amount of time doesn’t really matter. It just depends on what you feel most comfortable with.”
~Akutagawa thinks for a second before replying. “I think it’s time. We’ve been together for a bit now, and I plan on it staying that way.”
~The comment makes you blush. You didn’t know he was putting any thought into a future with you two together.
~You agree to meet his sister and show up at his place a few hours later. He answers the door rather quickly when you knock. His reaction time gives away how important this is to him.
~He lets you in, and you sit at the table. It’s already set with the night’s dinner, but no one else is there yet. “Is your sister still coming?”
~”She is, but she’s running a little late due to–”
~A knock at the door interrupts him. He goes to open the door, but the sudden realization of how this dinner may effect your relationship hits you. You can’t help but glue your eyes down at the table as the guest enters and sits across from you.
~”I’d like you two to meet each other.” You look up at the person across from you only to see that it’s GIN???
~Gin nods to you in acknowledgement, but this just leaves you in more confusion. You dart your eyes between Akutagawa and her. They do share a striking resemblance, but how is this not known throughout the whole Mafia??
~You regain your composure in a second and greet Gin. The three of you start dinner after, but the meal goes by in a blur of questions aimed at you from both Gin and Akutagawa.
~Eventually, the questioning causes Akutagawa to go into a coughing fit, and he has to excuse himself. Gin takes this as the perfect moment to make her thoughts about you clear.
~”You should be careful about how you treat my brother. He’s much more fragile than you think, and I won’t stand to see him hurt.”
~Before you can prod more into what she means by “fragile,” Akutagawa comes back. His presence ensures the rest of the dinner goes smoothly, and Gin leaves shortly after, not letting on about the implied threat from earlier. You two settle on the couch before discussing the night.
~”She didn’t threaten you did she? She gets a bit overprotective at times.”
~You stare up at him for a second. “She did. Why is she so protective?”
~”She saved my life once when we were kids. When I was frozen and scared, she made sure I survived. That’s why I wanted to introduce you two. You two are some of the people that mean most to me.”
~You’ve never heard this about him before. He’s such a private man.
~He notices how hard you’re thinking about tonight’s events and takes your hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.
~This simple action draws you out of your thoughts. He doesn’t initiate physical touch often, but you find it comforting when he does. It’s his way of assuring you that he’ll stand by your side and love you against others’ judgement.
Ok, I won’t lie, sometimes I screenshot asks and send them to my friends, and I got so hype about this one that I did just that. I’m so excited to write this ahhhh! And I’m for sure going to write Ango and Oda!
And no Dazai this time T-T I’m sorry, just wasn’t feeling it. Sorry that it took so long!!
Ango–
+ It’s true that he always tries to look nice for you, but the way you react whenever he puts a little extra something special into his appearance makes him feel so special
+ He blushes when you flirt, and if it’s in public, he’ll try and shut you up in the least attention grabbing way possible
+ Imagine him, beet red, muttering something to you as you grab his arm and coo into his ear about how handsome he is. You can’t understand him with how quietly he’s addressing you, but he’s afraid to speak any louder as it may result in *shudder* judgmental glances your way
+ But when you’re all alone… It’s actually not too different. He still blushes super hard and tries to shut you up, sometimes in ways that are not the most self respecting
+ “Stop that… I’ve been at the office for 32 hours without a shower… I look terrible and you know it”
+ You really do think he’s super good-looking, though!!
+ Even though he’s really embarrassed, he does really appreciate how you think to make him feel special, even if he doesn’t always see eye to eye, and if it means he has less time to eat his corn flakes in the morning because you’re busy playing with his hair
+ His mind doesn’t really jump to complimenting you after you compliment him; he’s mostly concerned with how embarrassed he gets when he gets a personal remark, good or bad
+ But you can bet that he definitely thinks he’s the reacher in the relationship; and when the two of you are going out together and both looking your best, he feels like an awkward prom date, ready to tell your parents he’ll get you home by eight and voice crack when he asks to see if you want any punch
+ He always gets this nervous when taking you out, and you think it’s so special that you’re the only one that can make him loose his cool and drop his somewhat off-putting attitude
+ The way you can almost hear his frantic inner monologue when you so much as whisper something to him endears him to you so much more than his stodgy remarks could ever do; and it makes him all the more attractive to you
Oda–
+ Catching Oda off guard is about as easy as assigning a pigeon homework; it just doesn’t happen
+ But this doesn’t mean he isn’t extremely grateful and entertained by your attitude surrounding his appearance
+ The two of you both have a very clear understanding that your personalities and shared values is what keeps you together, so it feels comfortable to also be vocal about how attracted to him physically you are
+ Oda’s ability factors into the way you interact with him more than you would think; sometimes, when you’re watching him pour his coffee in the morning, thinking just how rugged and stunning he looks even after just waking up, you’ll see a smile make it’s way to his too often stoic face
+ He’s already seen the comment you’re about to make six seconds from now, and is already flattered. You also sometimes find yourself being kissed by him right when you were thinking about leaning in yourself. He smirks, and mentions that he beat you to it
+ It depends on his mood whether he’ll let you continue on your train of thought or not, and when he doesn’t give you any visual cues at all, you know just how caught up in him you were
+ He really doesn’t mind you gushing about his appearance in public at all. He does the same for you, no matter what company you’re in. You have always been able to count on Oda being transparent and communicative with you at all times, so if he thinks you look like a a total bombshell today, everyone in the vicinity is gonna hear it
+ Even when you think you’re surprising him with a sudden kiss or even seductive whisper about how he looks at the moment, you aren’t
+ This makes it all the more surprising when, despite yourself, you aren’t able to hold back and say something you weren’t planning on saying
+ These outbursts embarrass you more than they do him, if at all, and you find yourself blushing, and asking him why he let you say something like that
+ “It’s refreshing seeing someone act on a whim”
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